Chapter 89 Untitled ps: I've been busy with some things lately, so there are few updates, and November is coming, I hope I can complete 3o days and 2o changes by myself (hahaha...... After only ten minutes of walking, Albert and Hermione traveled from the Nordic Alps to the First Hospital in Washington, D.C., where Albert had previously sensed Tony's location through Guò magic.

Hermione entered this azure space for the first time, she felt as if she had come to the place of the birth of the world in an instant, a place of roots, the surrounding particles were constantly born and annihilated, as if a pot of boiling water was boiling, the whole space was also boiling, if Albert let go of the hand he was holding, Hermione thought that she might disappear into this space in an instant, and she would also disappear completely from the level of time, as if she had never been born in the world.

Once again, the universe has adjusted slightly for the earth, although it is not as big as the movement of a single hair on a person's body being blown by the wind, but the universe is indeed shaken.

"It's ......"

Dumbledore, Snape, and Abraxas, who were confronting each other at Malfoy Manor, also felt this huge power, and even the magic suppressed by the Isaac Star began to loosen slightly.

"A power as pure as magic unleashed from the root of magic...... What was born just now? ”

Although they couldn't feel the fluctuations at all, the three of them still couldn't help but look to the northeast, which was the direction of the Alps and where Albert opened the passage.

"I felt it for the third time...... Could it be that the rumored source of magic really exists? And is it true that there are unknown people who are constantly trying to open the source of magic? ”

Compared to Snape and Abraxus, Dumbledore deserved to be a man who lived for decades, and although he also did not understand what this subtle feeling was, this did not prevent Dumbledore from speculating that the sources of magic, from the oldest Egyptian legends and Mesopotamian epics to the most recent "Book of Laws" written by the 'greatest magician' who was supposed to exist but did not give the slightest impression, all had metaphors or alluded to the "source of magic" The Vortex of Roots is such a specious thing, and perhaps something more detailed should be hurried to the rescue here, and then go to Nicol Lemay and even Balthazar to find out about them......

If someone with an unclear position gets this kind of power in their hands, the consequences are unimaginable. Or maybe Morgana, the king of the demon worms and the witch of the world's destruction, is about to be resurrected, so maybe he can help a little by rushing over to it.

In just one minute, Dumbledore's mind had already flown to the sky, and no one, even Albert himself, had figured out what that mysterious force was, and what the boiling ocean of particles and the rise and fall of quantum tides had to do with this world.

As soon as he left the blue passage, Albert trotted into the hospital, and after finding the nurse and asking for Tony's room number, he pulled Hermione into Tony's room at a trot.

"Oh, boy...... Tony: He's just woken up from surgery, do you want to talk to him for too long? ”

The blue-eyed man in a scarlet suit sat on a chair outside Tony's ward, and as soon as he saw Albert coming, he quickly beckoned the two not to worry, "Tony is out of danger, don't be too anxious." ”

"Thank you!"

Alberta walked straight to Tony's bedside with Hermione, and Tony was relieved to see Albert.

"Hey, my little brother...... Do you have any magic that will make me recover? ”

"Magic ...... Magic?! ”

At this time, Albert slapped his head suddenly, hey! When he heard that Tony was injured, he rushed over in a hurry, and he was worried that Tony was too injured and forgot his identity and Hermione's, we are wizards! No illness is a problem, a magic spell will do it.

"But...... I haven't read the books on it, oh Hermione, you know what? ”

"Hmph, it's good you brought me, otherwise look at your stupidity!" Glancing at Albert, Hermione stretched out her wand from her sleeve, "Come, Al, I'll release it first, and I'm going to wave my wand while chanting the incantation: Wound healing!" ”

As Hermione's spell was cast, Tony only felt that his body had instantly regained some strength, and it seemed that these spells were really working.

"Yes! I know! With that, Albert also stretched out his wand, "Wound healing!" ”

In an instant, blue daffodils filled the room, and then turned into starlight and entered Tony's body,

"Woo......", even Tony himself couldn't believe that his wounds were instantly healed. Oh, well, I can only say that my ADC is too brittle, and I was almost killed by the other party's assassin with one blow, but fortunately, the priest on our side is too powerful, and the milk is directly resurrected on the spot with full blood once.

Hermione also looked at Albert in surprise, obviously Albert didn't know this spell at all, but the magic he cast was extraordinary, those blue daffodils were simply images formed by some pure energy, and after entering Tony's body, they immediately stimulated the cells in Tony's body to metabolize, and provided enough energy to continuously help Tony's cells repair and renew themselves. And this magic of his own is like a band-aid, which can only make some small wounds on people's bodies slowly heal, far from Albert's level.

In other words, Albert's magic may already be on par with the Big Four, right? Are they all miracle level?

Hermione couldn't help but think.

"Oh, thank you, brother! I feel so good now, all the injuries are gone. ”

Feeling his body heal, Tony was about to get up from the bed, but at that moment, a heartache came from his left chest.

"Ahh

The wound that had been completely healed suddenly appeared again, and it had completely turned black, spreading towards Tony's body.

"How...... Wound healing! Reply! Restore fù as ever! ”

Albert was also shocked, why did the wound that had already healed be torn again? He cast a few more spells in a row and threw them on Tony's body, but this time, Hermione was surprised.

Although Albert's magic had completely healed Tony's wounds the moment it took effect, the five black marks had never been erased, even if Tony's wounds could heal instantly, but in the next second, the power of destruction would spread from those five marks again.

"Al! It was useless to continue using magic, Tony, who seemed to have been hit by the power of the curse. ”

"Cursed?" Looking at Tony, a sweaty friend who was in pain in the hospital bed, Albert had to listen carefully to Hermione's words, although Professor Quirrell's Defence Against the Dark Arts class had also said curses before, but Albert, who had never seen the power of a real curse, didn't believe that there really was such a power, and even if there was, it was just special magic. But now, seeing the curse for the first time, Albert felt helpless, and he had no idea how to deal with this power.

"Mr. Tony...... You okay? As she spoke, Hermione slowed down the chanting, a method she had experimented with to turn instantaneous regeneration into continuous regeneration magic.

"I feel...... It's okay, it's just too painful. If I could smoke a cigarette, maybe I'd be much more comfortable...... Ha, ha. Tony also understood that the injuries on his body did not seem to be so simple, otherwise they would not have been torn continuously.

"Al, you can delay the chanting as I did just now, and cast a few sustained rejuvenating spells on Mr. Tony. Then, Mr. Tony, you can sue us, how the hell did you get hurt? It doesn't seem like this curse power was inflicted on you by a wizard, right? ”

"Okay...... It was a pre-dawn thing, oh, sorry...... I don't know if I've been in a coma for a few days, but it was the morning ...... the other day."

While Albert and Hermione were asking how Tony was injured, a total of more than 3ooo people, including the Death Eaters, were transported to St. Mungo's Hospital, and this time, not only St. Mungo's nest was out, but also the Prophet Daily, the largest number of workers in the Ministry of Magic, and countless incognito free wizards were also involved in the emergency rescue.

The Weasleys were nervously standing outside the operating room, and it was difficult to find it easy to sit still.

According to Dumbledore, in fact, most of the members of the 'Grey Dove', including Harry, and those damned Death Eaters, were not very badly injured, but they were only knocked unconscious by the huge magical impact, except for their youngest son, Ron Weasley, who was not only affected by the magical power, but also because of the caster shapeshifting and unknown magic, and the director had multiple fractures and massive bleeding all over his body, and was already dying.

"Why are those damn Death Eaters just unconscious, while my son is already in danger......" Arthur Weasley's eyes were red, and he held back tears. Even the Optimist Weasley twins, who like to play pranks, wander the hallways in a hurry, not wanting anything to happen to the youngest brother.

"Snape has gone to hurry up and prepare the potion, Ron will be fine." Looking at the anxious Weasleys, Dumbledore comforted.

"Snape? That greasy, cunning old Slytherin bat? Will he hurry up and make potions? Maybe this is what his master planned! ”

"No, Arthur, Voldemort is gone, no matter what, Ron and Harry's 'grey dove' has wiped out Voldemort completely." Dumbledore said that he was almost sure that Tom had completely disappeared from this world, and that there would never be any more Voldemort as a person, but that it was not the 'gray dove' that had been destroyed, but he chose 'yes' to comfort Arthur.

"Even if Voldemort is completely destroyed, but my little Ron, I don't want him to leave us." Mrs. Weasley wiped tears from her eyes.

"Don't worry...... He'll be fine. ”

Voldemort was completely wiped out, but Quirrell was gone, this was something Dumbledore didn't dare to say, no matter how many times he checked it, there was no Quirrell, Dumbledore knew that either, Quirrell and Voldemort were completely turned into ashes, or, Quirrell had escaped...... Hopefully, Voldemort wasn't attached to Quirrell's body, and hopefully, Voldemort is really dead, right?

"A hundred-legged worm, dead but not stiff."

Stroking his wand, Abu was floating incognito in the sky outside St. Mungo, looking at the busy, middle-aged woman in pink clothes, and his face showed a sneer, "Hey, it's just a lost dog, let's see what kind of turmoil you can make......

With that, Abraxas shifted his gaze to Fudge's, "Death Eaters are history, a new chapter should begin, whether it's a phoenix or a gray pigeon, put me in a cage." ”

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